The Old Apartment9:03 AM
These photos were taken in the park next to our old apartment, the one we lived in for over six years before buying our house. It was a little surreal being there again, mostly because we were so in-and-out the first few years of being there. It wasn’t really until after we started socializing with our neighbors that we actually spent a lot of time in the area. Being in the park brought up memories of stumbling back from the bar, late-night Reel Big Fish jam-sessions & beer pong (I always lost), and even the giant, community BBQ’s. We called ourselves “Melrose Place”, accordingly.
I was just talking about how the twins are old now that they are thirty in the last post, and here I am with giant bags under my eyes and lines on my face. I grumble about it, but in the end, it kind of makes me laugh. I look like this because I don’t sleep enough, I am one of those people who always wants to be doing something, I never want to miss out. Be it spending time out with friends, staying up to watch TV with Kyle, or trying to squeeze in that last chapter before bed. Apparently my face is paying the price here, so I should try my best to pack in the ZZZ’s every now and again so I don’t look like utter crap. Easier said than done.
Dress, sweater & Jacket-Thrifted
Tights & boots-Payless
Scarf & earrings-Gifts